First of all, to any Trekkies out there, this isn’t about what you think it’s about. Sorry.
So I found out recently that the A in LGBTQA stood for ‘allies’ rather than ‘asexual’. People make a rather large fuss about this, and until yesterday I didn’t understand why. It has to do with the Q.
The discovery I made yesterday is that the Q stands for ‘questioning’. Previously, I’d thought it stood for ‘queer’. This interpretation would cover all non-cishets, so I thought LGBTQ essentially meant “lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender and everyone else of minority sexual orientation or gender identity”. See the issue?
This was why the A not meaning ‘asexual’ wasn’t a big deal to me; by my understanding of it, asexuals would be part of the Q. Since ‘allies’ generally refers to people that don’t belong to the LGBTQ community but are supportive of the cause, they would need a separate letter: A. In my opinion, questioning individuals would come under ‘queer’, thus not requiring a separate letter.
This is why I would like to propose something. Just a humble suggestion. It is this: we take the Q to mean ‘queer’ and start calling ourselves (the LGBTQ community) the “Q”. Copyright issues aside, I think this would be a simple and catchy way to refer to all non-cishets at once without having a letter for every single one. To include allies in the conversation, I suggest the term “Q&A”: queer and allies. This also represents the fact that we all are or have once been questioning ourselves and looking for answers and that we are willing to answer any sensitively- and thoughtfully-put questions about ourselves for the sake of tolerance and understanding.
So, what do you all think? Could my terms ever take off? Would you suggest any alternatives? I’m all ears! Maybe tag any responses with #the q and #q&a? Thanks for sticking with me on this one!
Hi everyone! Another uneventful day.
After finishing the final Artemis Fowl book at around 8 o’clock this morning, I felt as though a piece of me was missing, so I filled the void with Next to Normal songs, and when I got through all of those, I played Pokémon X. I’ve basically just been doing a bunch in the Battle Maison, though I haven’t yet managed to get past 13 consecutive battles of any type. I’m a massive noob, I know. Just how it is, folks. It was either video game expertise or perfect pitch, and genetics decided that it wanted me to be able to tell a C from an F#. So there you go.
Went for thickshakes (milkshakes but with less milk and more ice-cream) with my family today. I hypothesised that caramel is made of pure liquefied happiness. You know that psychological phenomenon by which one experience both high and low moods, but overall the mood has an average level? I can’t remember what it’s called. Basically, my hypothesis is that that averaging-out of happiness is caused by the extraction of happiness to be used in the production of caramel. Eating caramel evens out sadness. Now all I need is a group of researchers and a huge sample group to carry out a series of investigations and trials (double-blind, naturally) and my hypothesis becomes a widely-accepted scientific theory. I will write the paper under a psychology-base pseudonym (like Artemis Fowl’s Dr C. Niall DeMencha).
Anyway, I think that’s enough of that levity.
Hello again, everyone. I’m sure you’re all on tenterhooks to hear about my day. I just know it. I can feel it.
Man, I love italics.
So today was pretty uneventful for me (hands up who’s surprised there), but I did do a whole lot of reading. I’m a large chunk through the eighth and final book in the series and I am already prematurely mourning their exit from my life. They are just so good. Seven really got me. That’s some serious shit for a kids’ book.
Wow, y’know, thinking about it, reading is all I did today. So much for holiday projects. Drawing is missing its usual appeal for some reason, as is writing, which really sucks because I want to update my story, damn it. As for doing some Psychology and Italian basics in preparation for next year… well, there’s still time.
Oh, who am I kidding?